Legend of the Orchid

Dao'an did not return all night, Li Zhonglan was very worried, at noon the next day, he was reading a script with Zhao Tingjie in Xiyuan, when he saw someone approaching, but the ghost king was the only one.

Li Zhonglan quickly got out of Zhao Tingjie's arms, took off her shoes and went outside to call the ghost king: "Master Gu, where is my master?"

The ghost king's pupils have returned to normal gray-brown. He smiled elegantly and said, "I have brought him to Shenzhang Valley. I'm here to get his luggage."

If Li Zhonglan hadn't seen the ghost king's attitude towards his master yesterday, he would have almost believed the elegant gentleman in front of him. After thinking about what the other party said, he felt that the master was "caught" in Shenzang Valley, so he questioned: "I Did Master go there voluntarily?"

The ghost king looked deeply at Li Zhonglan, and smiled knowingly: "Lan'er, your master and I have a very deep relationship, he will understand me."

He stretched out his right hand again, stroked Li Zhonglan's cheek, and said softly: "Lan'er, if I hadn't met your master, I would have wanted to be with you, but your master and I will be together forever."

Li Zhonglan lowered his head embarrassingly. Although his relationship with the ghost king was not beyond the scope of friends, it was somewhat entangled, which made him feel guilty towards Ting Jie.

The two were biding farewell, when suddenly a sharp wind struck the ghost king's right arm, Zhao Tingjie's eyes were red, and he said violently, "I'll kill you!"

The ghost king withdrew in time, and his eyes changed into white pupils in an instant, and wild white smoke radiated from his body, obviously extremely angry.

He roared: "You damn dragon, today I will screw your head off!"

Li Zhonglan was in a state of confusion, she was afraid that both of them would be hurt if they fought, and even more afraid that Zhao Tingjie's head would be twisted by the ghost king, so she jumped between the two of them anxiously, and stopped her: "Stop fighting, stop!"

The two furious men turned a deaf ear, leaped into the air, raised their fists and punched each other.

But seeing the two jets of air, yellow and white collide violently, producing a blaze-like light, at the same time, a loud noise came from the sky above the capital, which made passers-by on the street raise their heads and wait and see, thinking that it was the first day of spring. A thunderstorm is about to begin.

When the strong light dissipated, Zhao Tingjie and the Ghost King landed on the ground, both clutching their chests, with blood froth between their lips and teeth, but the ghost king's blood was blue, which surprised Li Zhonglan.

"Ting Jie, are you okay?" Zhong Lan yelled worriedly. He wanted to run over to check on Ting Jie's injuries, but Ting Jie's eyes immediately turned red, and his figure was like a flash of lightning. Before Zhong Lan could react He rushed to the ghost king again.

It was too late to say it, and then it was too late, the ghost king also jumped up quickly, and rushed towards Zhao Tingjie.

Li Zhonglan was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, she simply put her heart on the sidelines, no matter what the yin and yang conflicted, she jumped between the brave and ruthless two people, when he jumped into the air, he felt a little dizzy in his head, and he didn't think about it all at once. Being able to control the balance, the body fell to the ground like a paper kite with a broken string.

Zhao Tingjie reacted and caught Li Zhonglan before he landed. The ghost king also landed leisurely, his eyes turned grayish brown, and advised: "Lan'er, you have to take good care of the soul I gave you, and don't damage it."

Zhao Tingjie got anxious and returned to normal, but hearing the Ghost King's harsh words, he yelled at the other party like thunder: "Don't call Lan'er like that! Otherwise, this king will peel your skin!"

The ghost king held his hands behind his back and said proudly: "Master Zhao, Lan'er is your little fox, I will definitely not snatch it from you."

Li Zhonglan was still a little dizzy, and suddenly heard the ghost king say that she was a fox, and suddenly she was in a fog, and asked curiously: "I am a fox? Why do you say I am a fox?"

Seeing Zhonglan's vermilion lips slightly parted and her watery peach eyes staring at him, the ghost king almost softened his heart, but how could he tell that he was once defeated by Zhao Tingjie, that would be too damaging to his life illustrious name.

So he simply replied: "That was your previous life."

Li Zhonglan was even more curious, holding Zhao Tingjie's arm and asked, "What was that Tingjie's previous life?"

"It's a dragon." This time the ghost king's voice was not very friendly, and his voice was rough.

Li Zhonglan nodded with half-knowledge, the combination of fox and dragon is a bit strange!

"I am the son of a real dragon, of course I am a dragon!" Zhao Tingjie boasted bluntly, making Li Zhonglan very ashamed, "Get out of my palace, or I will kill you!"

Li Zhonglan was worried that the two would fight again, so she hugged Zhao Tingjie's arm desperately.

The ghost king's slender eyebrows were deeply frowned. Fortunately, he maintained a refined posture and said indifferently, "I'll take my luggage and leave."

After finishing speaking, he walked into Dao'an's room, and after a while, he came out with a heavy burden on his back. He didn't look at Zhao Tingjie, but smiled softly at Li Zhonglan: "Lan'er, I'm leaving!"

Zhao Tingjie yelled angrily: "I told you that you are not allowed to do this again..."

The ghost king had already disappeared in a cloud of white smoke.

Li Zhonglan's head was much more comfortable. He turned to look at Zhao Tingjie's face, and while wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth with a silk handkerchief, he asked, "Tingjie, do you feel uncomfortable?"

Zhao Tingjie came back to his senses, raised his eyebrows, gave Li Zhonglan a sinister smile, and said word by word: "I feel uncomfortable."

Seeing that the situation was not good, Li Zhonglan wanted to run away, but was picked up by Zhao Tingjie and thrown on the bed.

"I didn't seem to tie you up enough last time. Let's try again this time." Zhao Tingjie began to close the doors and windows while saying cold words.

The hairs on Li Zhonglan's back stood on end. He clenched his fists tightly, but his arms were still trembling uncontrollably. He frowned and said sadly, "Ting Jie, don't tie me up anymore, okay?" good?"

The other party had no room for maneuver, so he directly refused: "Not good!"

Li Zhonglan bit her lip, trying to imitate the other party's reasoning: "Ting Jie, you can't treat me like this, I will hurt!"

The other party actually smiled coldly: "That's just right!"

Li Zhonglan was about to collapse. He hated himself for not being able to control the cold poison, and hated Zhao Tingjie for using his weakness to blackmail him. In the end, even the Ghost King hated him.

But who actually caused all this?It's not him, who asked him to provoke Zhao Tingjie!Back then when he entered the Song court, there were so many royal relatives who could curry favor with him, why did he pick Zhao Tingjie alone? Wasn't it because he liked his face!

Facts have proved that a good-looking face does not mean a good temper. Li Zhonglan really regrets it.

Seeing that Zhao Tingjie's oppressive body was about to topple over, Li Zhonglan hastily stretched out two palms and pressed them against the opponent's generous chest, fighting in vain, but the opponent easily grabbed his wrist and tied it up with a red rope.

After tying Li Zhonglan's hands, Zhao Tingjie stared straight at Li Zhonglan's head, who was so hairy from his eyes, and protested, "What are you trying to do again!"

Zhao Tingjie smiled evilly and said: "You said that your headband recognizes the owner, I would like to see if it is true."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand and pulled Li Zhonglan's headband from the braid.

Li Zhonglan was overjoyed, and secretly hoped that the fairy rope could tie Zhao Tingjie, but this rope seemed to be the same as Li Zhonglan, a bully who was afraid of the hard, and Zhao Tingjie was holding it in his hand and dangling it, without any energy.

Hurry up and tie him up!You stupid rope!Li Zhonglan cursed anxiously in her heart.

Binding Xiansheng always looked downcast.

Zhao Tingjie stripped off Li Zhonglan's clothes, and began to bind Zhonglan with a fairy rope. After he wrapped it up, he tied a bow in a malicious way. Li Zhonglan cried with a mournful face, "It will break!"

"I was negligent." Zhao Tingjie pretended to be enlightened, untied the fairy rope, and began to caress Li Zhonglan "gently". He said with a smirk, "It's all right now!"

The back of Li Zhonglan's head felt cold, waiting for Zhao Tingjie to torture him, he didn't know how many tears shed, how many times he wailed, and finally he had hallucinations, thinking that he was soaking in an extremely hot hot spring, so hot that it was dripping from his forehead to the soles of his feet He was sweating hotly, his body was about to explode, and his lower abdomen was throbbing with cramps. The pain made his eyes stare, and he fainted several times.

When I feel the pain, I will faint, and when I wake up, the pain will continue. The torture is endless.Zhao Tingjie worked hard on Li Zhonglan all afternoon, and successfully made the other party pass out completely, and he couldn't get up all day the next day.